I don’t know what she weighed, or if labor was delayed …
if she was bottle or breast fed … or the first word she said …
I didn’t teach her to walk or how to use the pot …
but man once I got her … she sure taught ME a lot!
She arrived at age four, we adopted her at age six,
an energetic ball of fire – such a perfect mix.
A blessing straight from God, was dropped into my life …
and suddenly I was ‘mom’ – not just a working wife.
My one and only daughter, never grew in my tummy …
but life with this girl is artistic and oh so yummy.
I’m so glad she was born, and ended up with me ..
I didn’t even know her – – on that day she made history.
I was living in Texas ~~ and teaching a computer class,
with no inclination- of what would some day come to pass.
Yet that day she was born – was the same hospital as I …
oh how I would have loved — to hear her newborn cry.
We share a genetic mutation – yet share no DNA …
and she is etched in my heart, forever and a day.
She’s generous and sweet and feisty and kind …
stubborn, determined – a rare treasure to find.
She’s brilliant, articulate and smarter than you think …
but don’t try to catch her – you’ll miss her if you blink.
She’s fierce and she’s loyal and hilarious indeed.
And she’ll drop what she’s doing to help a friend in need.
She’s impulsive and crazy, but in a good way of course …
she can catch a fish and she can even ride a horse.
She can be a girly girl — OR get messy in the dirt …
she’s outgoing and friendly — and an eternal flirt.
She was surely born– with beauty and brains!
And she plays many instruments, with music in her veins.
She’s ‘kinda’ grown up – 21 years old today.
My daughter, my friend .. happy happy birthday !
